Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Inadequate words
i want to describe what my experience in ghana was like. to paint a picture of sorts, but words seem so inadequate. i can't seem to describe it. to share stories doesn't seem to work because they only work with the images that i have been given. even the healing that occured in my own soul cannot be captured with words. . .it so transcends words. d
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shan says:
yea...i know what u mean. but thanks for trying a bit anyway.
here's a poem. i like it. it's by angela cavalieri. she's just this housewife who wrote poems and then published them herself. arleen did the graphics for the cover and the fonts on the inside. anyway, this is poem number 291. i put a couple of her poems in ur poem book too....whenever u get that. haha. hope the rock is treatin ya well.
291
From stuff he learned up above,
Jesus liked to speak of love;
so we tortured him till he dropped dead,
then screwed up every word he said.
They say he's coming back again,
but we'll treat him just the same as then,
because we turned his teachings inside out,
and still don't know what love's about.
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